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So what’s up, everyone?  How are you all doing?  Don’t answer that, because I don’t fucking care.

So, the percentage of you that should probably be way higher who follow me religiously may have noticed that I haven’t said anything for a while.  You may be wondering if something’s happened, or if I’m okay.  You’re probably not because chances are you just don’t give a damn or are assuming everything’s fine.  Which it is.  For the most part.

Basically, I just don’t feel the need to keep everyone constantly updated.  After all, what’s the point?  The more time I spend blogging, the more I think about the Slender Man, and the greater the chance that draws him to me.  As long as I’m okay, I don’t need to share every single minor encounter with him I have, and certainly not any other boring daily stuff.  No one cares how often I shudder under the blankets listening to happy music and trying to ignore the fact that he’s outside my window, let alone caring about what I ate for breakfast.

But I’m going to ramble about personal things for a bit.  With some purpose.

While it’s good to try to keep others uninvolved, it’s also not good to be alone.  I covered this in much greater detail here.  Basically, I’ve been inviting a few friends over and keeping my dorm room door open to keep things a bit more public.  I’ve had a girl (let’s call her Girl—a bit unimaginative, but in my defense, fuck you) over a few times to play Risk with me, my roommate (who we’ll call Roommate) and Guy Across the Hall (or maybe Gath—which actually sounds a bit like a legitimate fantasy name).  It’s uplifting.  Just a small group of people, laughing and joking around.  Works wonders.  In fact, I usually turn to one of them whenever I can’t shake the thoughts of him or the feeling I get when he’s around.  When I watch a movie alone, I find it a bit hard to keep my thoughts focused entirely on what’s happening on the screen.  Gath and I are both the type of person who can’t help providing our own commentary as we watch, which is much more distracting.  Roommate’s usually up for some gaming, which is always better when there’s actually someone in the room with you, and Girl’s just really easy to chat with for some reason.  Female perspective, I guess?

So yeah, don’t worry about me.  I’m doing fine.  The further I can stay away from the blogs and vlogs, the better.  Truth be told, they’re kind of addicting.  I think they’re an obsession for a lot of people (Hyde’s probably going to be covering obsessions, as well as origins later on—making a little note here so we don’t forget), and they usually tend to depress me.

Well, anyway, I guess Hyde or I will talk to you all later.  I’m going to skim a few blogs and then take off for a while again.



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Hello, everyone.

I’m sure that a select few of you have seen my past post, “Untitled X-1.”  Those of you that have are either very quick, very clever, or very lucky, as it seems to have, well, “somehow disappeared.”  Those of you have no doubt have a few questions.  Who am I, what do I want, why am I deleting the posts?  Let’s just say for now that all will eventually be revealed.

However, let me put your minds at rest for a few moments.  Jekyll and Hyde know who I am, and I can assure you that I bear no ill will.  In fact, you probably have more reason to trust me than you do to trust them.  I don’t expect this to be the case, of course, and you have nothing to go off of but some anonymous person’s word, but it’s true.

So who (or what) am I?  Am I omniscient?  Despite seeds I might end up planting hinting that I am, no.  Not really.  I just have a bit of…special knowledge of certain things, I guess you could say.  Why is my last post gone, and will this one be gone as well?  Well of course it will.  As for why, I guess it’s because I don’t quite want to make myself public yet.  And what do I want?

Well, I guess I can answer that one.  Vaguely, of course.  I don’t want to tip my hand quite yet, and vague answers are always the most fun answers.  I’m doing this because Jekyll and Hyde are in denial.

But enough about me!  Who wants to hear about me anyway?  Let’s talk about Jekyll and Hyde some, shall we?  After all, that last post was pretty meta.  Why should this one be any different?  You see Hyde’s theories on multiverses?  Pretty interesting, if you ask me.  Maybe that’s what’s going on here, actually.  Or maybe that’s a red herring.  Or maybe the “red herring” part was itself a red herring to disguise the fact that I “let slip” what was going on.  Lather, rinse, repeat, Inception.  Maybe I’m just teasing you and I don’t even know what’s going on here myself.

But I do.

And what would that be?  Well, let me tell you….

Oh, wait, sorry, I can’t.  It seems like a certain friend of Jekyll’s will be coming to visit soon, and I have to prepare for that.  Some of you might know who I’m talking about.  But for those who don’t, I offer only a blog and a bit of advice: watch carefully now.  We are, unfortunately, in for a bit of a rocky ride.

This is where tragedy begins.